First of all I miss you And there's nothing new there Maybe start a club for people Falling sideways out of their chair And there's, nothing new here Why would I drive backwards Through my rear view mirror Maybe somethings are worth hitting Like the old man in his chair And there's still nothing new here Finally salvation in unexpected eyes Maybe this time I believe that she's alive At night I'm curious what she's got for me A present wrapped up with all the petty ties That she keeps between her hand Her faded lovers till she dies I'm still wondering if there's something new here